Love is not a Lost and Found Commodity

“C U @ 10” This SMS wakes me up.



It was “Durga Puja” Holidays time. I’d been to my place. Did I tell you about that SMS?
No, I didn’t. It was sent by Trisha to remind me that we had fixed a get-together with almost every friend from High school. Guess, what? Everybody also includes “Miss.X”. I couldn’t afford to miss this rare opportunity. I jumped from my bed with a reflex action which reminds me of “Aamir Khan of Ghazini”. I brushed my teeth twice probably thrice. After attending nature’s call, I took a half hour long bath to improve my melanin-rich complexion. My mother was surprised to see me doing these things so early in the morning with full sincerity. She even asked,”Are you going back to your Hostel?”
At 9:30 AM I left my home for Trisha’s place. We’d planned to meet at a “Puja Pandal”. However, Trisha and I always went together in such get-togethers. I don’t know why but it’s our habit nowadays. After all, we know each other from the time we had only half a dozen numbers of teeth.
I reached Trisha’s home at 9:55 AM. As usual, Trisha was still not ready. I began changing the channels. They had purchased a new TV. It is very good. It’s flat. Trisha came and blocked me from watching that technological advancement in Television entertainment.
She said,” You haven’t said “Hi” to me idiot!”
Oh! Hi Trisha. So are you ready? Let’s go: They Must be waiting for us.

"They? Or “Miss.X!”....."
She knows everything about “Miss.X”.
Trisha finally left the living room and called me,” Come on! Mr.”
I threw the remote on the sofa next to mine and ran to catch her. Trisha and I had some normal conversation about our college lives. We shared every experience except “My Ragging!”
How could I?
Usually, Trisha never talks too much but she cannot stop overpowering me. She thinks that I’m the only person in the universe who can be fooled thrice in a day and still think that he is a genius!
We reached the puja pandal. Everybody was waiting for us including “Miss.X
Everybody decided to have a lunch at “Ganga-the restaurant”.
We walked as slow as possible to reach that restaurant as late as possible.
“Ganga-the restaurant welcomes you...”
Read a banner outside that place. We took our seats. I was luckily placed just in front of “Miss.X” and as far as possible from Trisha. Thank God!
We were the only customers in the restaurant. It meant we could have a lot of unlimited fun. It started with a usual gossip session about our college-lives. Then came the most interesting part. We all had to confess something to everybody.
I won’t give you the details of everyone’s confession but I’ll just mention about “Miss.X
She started
“I loved a guy.”
This shocked all of us. I’m not sure about all of us but it certainly rocked me and made my heart beat faster. I was not sure what’s going to come next.
“But...now we are not together.... for the first time in my life I thought of spending my whole life with a boy and he also turned to be a moron with another relationship to hurt my emotions. Now, I cannot trust anybody in my life. I cannot love anyone. I’m upset with these guys. This was my confession” Miss.X said these words.
It was enough to destabilize me. For the next part of that get-together I couldn’t stop thinking about her. Her smile, her face, her disappointment, her untied hairs and her "blinking of eyes" constituted a slideshow before my eyes.
Trisha noticed my pale face but she is a smart girl. She didn’t poke me at that instant at that place. She knew that would make the situation worse. We returned after our lunch. Trisha told me to accompany her to her home.
She asked, “So, are you upset?”
Me: Yes, I’m not happy. Isn’t that visible to your eyes?
Trisha held my hand and said, “Don’t lose hope mate!”
Me: I’ve tried everything to win her heart. I’ve done things which I couldn’t even dream of before. I think about her 24X7. I want her in my life. I think I’ve lost her love somewhere. I want to search that.
“Love is not a lost and found commodity” witty reply by Trisha
It was sufficient to bring a transient smile to my face. “Ok! Trisha I’m leaving” I uttered these words after reaching her place. She didn’t force me to come inside as she had sensed my mood.

I reached my home. I started to think of various possibilities of my life without “Miss.X” but I couldn’t stop thinking about her. A thought came to my mind. I was pondering over the pros and cons of committing a suicide. The first thing which came to my mind was “Can I tolerate that immense pain”. I’d a feeling that death is easy if it is not painful. I prayed to God. I prayed that I should die without pain. I even thought “I’m ready to face death even now, if it’s painless”
I went into a subtle state of sleep. I was sleeping.
A voice filled my ears. I recognized it to be of “Goddess”. Goddess Gayatri!
Goddess: Are you not content with your life?


Me: No, I’m seriously unsatisfied.
Goddess: Fine. You’ll die after 5 hours. You’ll not feel any pain.
Me: Thanks. I was happy that at least my prayer was heard.

After two hours of imagination, I started to feel that I’m going to end my life after a few hours. I suddenly felt cold. A sense of insecurity filled my heart. I certainly didn’t want to die anymore; even if it’s painless. I realized that I’ve many more things in my life than “Miss.X”.
I’ve parents, brothers, sisters, Trisha and friends......
I didn’t want to die!
I cried, “I don’t want to die”
Goddess Gayatri appeared in that dream. She said, “So, son are you ready to leave this materialistic world.”
Me: No....
Goddess: Why?
Me: I was foolish.
Goddess: Now?
Me: Self-realization......I understood life....I don’t want to die...please help me.
Goddess: I knew this my son......you are safe...and yes remember one thing
“Love is not a lost and found commodity”.
Her voice and her image vanished and I woke up after a self-enlightening dream.


PS: Know more about Trisha from here
PS: Know more about "Miss.X" from here
PS: It is inspired by two posts from two blogs.
PS: 1. Unlisten's this post.
PS: 2. Intuitius's this post.
PS: BTW, I've updated "The 3 Nerds" read it from here.

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30 comments:

Pyaasa Sajal said...

great post buddy...among all your posts my favourite...narration was brilliant,especially during the anticipatory moments earlier :)

but i must say,even when tehre are so many refernces,one name is surprisingly missing :P

Ashish said...

@Pyaasa Sajal
thnx...thnx.....
and I'm very sorry
The idea behind this post and the phrase"love is not a lost and found commodity" is by SAJAL

Indrayani aka, Indi! said...

Awwwww... look at you :)
Sweet story..
:)
Nice narration really! :)

Shruti Sharma said...

nice story!

asit dhal said...

I’m the only person in the universe who can be fooled thrice in a day and still think that he is a genius!

That's really funny.

I agree with u bro. I don't know whether love is a lost or found commodity, but love is not the only commodity that everybody needs and cares about.

I think who is committing suicide because of failed love should realize these things...

Ashish said...

@Indrayani aka, Indi!
thnx...

@Shruti Sharma
thnx....and welcome to my blog

@asit dhal
yeah Asit you are correct....those people should definitely read my post :P

Dr. Internet said...

Nice blog you have. I really love to see serious student bloggers around me!

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ProfessionalLab

Kaber Vasuki said...

Liked the story, though you could have toned down the suicide parts. Rest of the plot is ok. Checking out the older stories, and the other stories that served as inspiration.

Ashish said...

@Dr. Internet
I'm very happy after reading your comment...thnx

@Kaber Vasuki
thnx for your honest and critical comment.... I'll try better the next time

Akansha Agrawal said...

Nice story... but a little dragged out I felt...

unlisten said...

well to comment on same concept is something like
GIVING BOX OFFICE REVIEW OF ANY REMAKE ...lolzz
but it had been gr8 fun to work
on the "God concept".I mean we can
express different thoughts via same concepts,each one having unique style of its own & having a unique message burried inside the depth of his\her own heart.Really GOD rocks :)
take example of 2 post
1.Your post "Love is not a Lost and Found Commodity"
2.Geed's post "We should always keep our doors open until we find a girl who fits our criteria."
[The main founder of the God's concept]
Thanx for considering our post inspiring!!
besides the concept i found few line of ur post beautiful hats off!!
nice post ,the style of introducing name in ur posts like
#SHEEEE
#Miss X
makes me smile.
gud work..

Ashish said...

@Akansha Agrawal
yeah it's ur personal opinion... I respect that...thnx

@unlisten
God rocks :)
thnx

aZoed said...

that was so well narrated... and disguised I must say... I'd written a piece expressing similar feelings after one of my numerous heartbreaks :) but, I could never get myself to post it, for the fear of breaking any more hearts... gotta learn a thing or two from you!

Ashish said...

@aZoed
thnx....ohh somebody is learning from me!!!
I'm delighted to read this
thnx again

intutius said...

Sorry for reading this post late again. :P (I have become shameless after apologising everyday to someone.)

So, starting with your meeting with Miss X. I perfectly understand what it feels to have your crush/love sitting in front of you and speaking thing which you don't want to listen. You justified with the situation quite meticulously.

Secondly, the idea of God coming to help us is universal. I am glad if my blog inspired you in any way...but you've got a completely different and interesting style to write it.

I don't read or write blogs these days...Still I would say this was one of the best posts I've read recently.

:)

Yayaver said...

great post buddy and your friend trisha really said wisdom words.The phrase was an eye opener but it takes to adjust and move in the life.Heart breaks in love happen once in life and rest of all are just breakups..but i will not applaud you for your narration skill but for the honesty and sincerity in depiction of truth.

To love and win is the best thing. To love and lose, the next best. --William Makepeace Thackeray

ramya said...

hmmm...Love is not lost a found commodity, great thought. I guess i am not mature enough to comment on that...thanks for those comments in my blog. I appreciate it a lot :)

Ashutosh Ratnam said...

It's a real honest narration. The part where you're saying how you feel when she's done swooning over the guy who breaks her heart is a universal sentiment.

Ashish said...

@intutius
I'm delighted that one of the best bloggers that I know has commented with such words
thnxx

@Yayaver
thnx for your honest review about my post....I'll try to improve my narration :)

amit said...

very true...the realization part touched me...
fantastic...very beautiful narration..representation as unknown variable 'miss X'...just superb!!!!!.

Ashish said...

@ramya
y do u think so?? I think you are quite mature enough to at least ponder...nyways I liked your blog a lot I've blogrolled it


@Ashutosh Ratnam
yeah that part of the post is the base of the whole post....nice observation :)


@amit
yeah...thnx a lot...
yes of course nerds like me are an expert in unknown variables :P

Pretty Me!! said...

it had all the emotions of life ... nice !! you made me a fan of your write !

Ashish said...

@Pretty Me!!
welcome to my blog
thnx for all the comments...you made my day :)

Zorami said...

Hey Ashish, thnks for the follow :) ...wud u mind if i add u in my blog list?

Ashish said...

@Zorami
hey....that's gr8...I'd love that.....do it
:)
so after such a long time saw your comment..keep visiting

Aparna said...

so true that love is not a commodity

i'm glad u realised it

and remember suicide is really foolish to think

nice post ashish!

Ashish said...

@Aparna
thnx...

perturbed perceiver said...

Whoa!what a narration..total roller coaster ride..:)

mint said...

I recently came accross your blog and have been reading along. I thought I would leave my first comment. I dont know what to say except that I have enjoyed reading. Nice blog. I will keep visiting this blog very often.


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Akansha Agrawal said...

Nice story... but a little dragged out I felt...

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